After, The Glitter Fades Poem by James McLain
After, The Glitter Fades
Circles of hills closed within, at the base
Of each hill flows white mist.
Dripping dew drops hang from green leaves,
Bushes found here are not topped.
Here in that room without any walls,
Empty spaces in your other place.
I can hear the world inside my head,
I look a thousand times but everything's changed again.
Tuesday, October 22, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: passion,love
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8/19/2025 8:25:47 PM # 1.0.0
A beautiful love poem based on philosophy is well executed. Brief but meaningful. Thanks for sharing.